The reborn emperor, you are dismissed

Chapter 522 Acting as Patriarch
The solemn mourning hall is erected, and according to the family rules, it is necessary to guard the spirit for seven days before it can be buried in the earth.

Su Man changed into pure white mourning clothes, and spent most of the time kneeling numbly. The maid Hai Ri forced her to drink some water and eat something from time to time, for fear that the young lady would faint if she couldn't hold on.

Ge Genqiang cheered up and took care of the ethnic groups and elders who came to worship, and his face was not very good.

"Oh, the world is impermanent, sorry."

Several clan elders offered incense and came to the back hall to comfort them one after another.

"On behalf of father, thank you all the clan elders." He replied lightly.

One of them stroked his white beard and said leisurely: "I have one more thing to do today. This clan cannot be without a master for a day. It stands to reason that after Jebu passed away, the position of patriarch should fall to you, but the Xiaoyang tribe sees Not only the blood, prestige and ability are the most important."

Another person took over the words: "That's right, Master Gegen is still young, he doesn't do enough work, and he hasn't had much contact with the affairs of the clan. After a few discussions, we plan to recommend Taogus to be the patriarch temporarily. I don't know what you want." how?"

Before Ge Gen could respond, several clansmen behind him yelled: "How can that be done! The young master is the son of the old patriarch's direct relative, how could he get a collateral clan in his turn!"

Tao Gesi hurriedly declined: "It's absolutely impossible, what can I do..."

"It's okay, I really don't have the energy to deal with trivial matters in the clan recently, it's wise to leave it to my uncle temporarily." Ge Gen said sincerely.

"Master!" Now, everyone was in an uproar.

He raised his hand to stop the protest: "The Kret clan belongs to everyone, whoever decides is just a title, pass my order, everyone will cooperate wholeheartedly, and don't make things difficult for the clan uncle."

Ge Gen considered that after avenging his revenge, doing something practical for the clan, and then succeeding to the position of patriarch, he would be worthy of his name and not embarrass his father.

A group of young people had no choice but to say: "Yes."

"You are worthy of Zhebu's son." The clan elder with a white beard praised, "For the sake of the overall situation, don't be greedy for fame, let Taogusi take care of you for a while, and it won't be too late to take over slowly after the dust settles."

Tao Gesi immediately agreed humbly: "Gegen, you can take care of the funeral of the elder brother at ease, and leave the rest to me."

"Then please."

He replied casually, and moved his gaze to the pitch-black tablet.

Father, if anyone knows, please tell the child, who is it that hurt you.

As the night fell, compared to the hustle and bustle of the day, the Kele tribe area was quite quiet and quiet at this moment.

Except for the slight sound of the white candles in the mourning hall, everything was silent.

According to the instructions, a black figure came to the easternmost yurt and jumped in through the half-opened window.

"master."

Huangfu Yue put on her clothes and stood up, without lighting the candle, the moonlight poured into the tent, casting a faint shadow.

"Our people have joined the Yaori clan, not many, about twenty."

He lowered his eyes, pondered for a moment, and whispered:
"Pay attention to the movements of the Golden Tent and the progress of Ji Wei's military training. Tiao He Wen and Ran Sheng are taking care of the Queen, and report any abnormalities as soon as possible."

"Yes." An Shisan deserved it neatly.

He was not surprised that Commander He and Zongbing Ran were used to guard the felt tent.

"Incoming news from Beijing, General Xiao asked if he will be on standby near the border as planned."

He gathered the fallen robe and said, "For now."

A moment later, Dark Thirteen Tathagata quietly disappeared into the night just like when he came.

He stood in front of the window, looking at the faint candlelight dancing in the distance, and frowned.

I still remember that when his father was alive, he looked forward to one day annexing the two great powers.

This should be the ultimate pursuit of every emperor, to expand the territory and complete the hegemony.

However, I don't know when I suddenly felt that breaking the normal way of life of people in other countries and forcing them to become captives is not something to be proud of.

(End of this chapter)